Tear down these white walls,let refine color in,
leave the hatred behind amongst these white walls within;

Solely rip it down inch by inch,
take away the pain and hurt for those who've been lynched;

Sliding your spirit through these white walls,
finding thus free will through the tough of it all;

Immense what has prevailed the colors of humanity,
the senseless people who created,monolithic of inanity;

We-est must find a true helm,through these white walls,
we-est must find a empire realm,through these enraged calls;

Time is fair-haired through these night falls,
lets love eachother and forget the color through these white walls;


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